will be headline news tomorrow.” 。Several big-name producers and directors came over to greet Ye Feimo, Han Bi also walked over with Gu Dafu, Gu Rui. 。"Hey, Ye Ershao, you changed your companion agai...She looked to be in her early twenties, but with her hair cut to her shoulders and so black and silky, she appeared much younger, almost like a middle school student. Her overly pale complexion gave the impression that she could fall over at any moment if a gust of wind blew past.

Although pale, it couldn't hide her beauty. It was a unique kind of Eastern beauty. Her eyes weren't big, and they seemed hollow, but her eyeliner was very long, especially when she squinted her eyes. The eyeliner was longer than most people's, giving her a particularly cool and sharp look. She was beautiful, but very pale, with no blood color on her face. Her dress had short sleeves, revealing two white arms. You could see that her back of her hand and arms were covered in tiny needle marks.

The wind tousled her short hair, and her empty eyes met Mo Xiaobai's shocked pupils. Mo Xiaobai opened the car door and got out. Mo Yao was startled and got out with him. She hurriedly asked, "Xiaobai, what's wrong with you"

The girl saw Mo Xiaobai, but not Fei Di. She walked past him intending to leave. There was no trace of her human aura at all.

Mo Xiaobai suddenly grabbed her arm, "Wenjing, is it you"

The moment the name left her lips, Mo Yao was also struck by immense shock. Wen Jing, this was a taboo name, even more so than Ke Lan, because it was Ye Tianyu's obsession, Ye Tianyu's wound.

Everyone knows that Wenjing died two years ago.

Mo Xiaobai grasped the girl's arm, yet feared hurting her. However, the feeling of his touch was strange to him; it was icy cold, like the temperature of a corpse. As someone who had been trained from a young age, he immediately sensed something amiss upon touching her arm. Her bones were different from others, or rather, different from normal people...

The girl broke free from him, her face emotionless.

Mo Xiaobai looked at him in surprise, Mo Yao asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure it's Wen Jing"

“Decided!” Mo Xiaobai said, he had seen Wen Jing, Mo Yao didn't have much impression of Wen Jing, but Mo Xiaobai did. He once went to city A and happened to meet the Ye Wen family gathering. Wen Jing was wearing a water blue dress, revealing her charming collarbone. At that time, she was already very well-proportioned, and her appearance was beautiful and moving. She also had a bit of innocence left. Mo Xiaobai even flirted with her, but was gently questioned by Ye Tianyu about his fiancée.

He had a deep impression of this matter.

When Mo Xiaobai heard the news of Wen Jing's death, he immediately thought of this scene. It was the only time he had seen Ye Tianyu and Wen Jing together. He couldn't help but think that they were actually very well-suited for each other. It was a pity that Wen Jing died like this.

She passed by Mo Xiaobai, Mo Xiaobai wanted to grab her, she suddenly turned around, her eyes like arrows shot at Mo Xiaobai, that hollow gaze finally had a little emotion surfacing, "Stay away from me."

"Quiet"

“You have the wrong person.” Her voice was as cold and frightening as she was. Mo Xiaobai chased after her, grabbing Wen Jing’s shoulders with one hand. “Wen Jing, what on earth is going on You’re alive Don’t you know Tianyu has always thought you were dead He’s almost gone mad.”

She was facing away from Mo Xiaobai because he had her pinned down, unable to move. For the second time, she coldly said, "Stay away from me!"

Mo Yao felt a dangerous air rise, and just as she was about to call Mo Xiaobai back, she suddenly turned around and slapped him hard in the chest. In an instant, Mo Xiaobai was thrown back ten meters, crashing into the wall and coughing up several mouthfuls of blood.

Mo Yao rushed over quickly, lifting up Mo Xiaobai. At this glance, it was not good. Mo Xiaobai's face was blue and purple, clearly suffering from serious internal injuries. Mo Yao became furious, her eyes glaring at the girl. The young girl tilted her head, looking innocently at Mo Xiaobai.

"I warned you, stay away from me." She turned and left. Mo Xiaobai clutched his chest and grabbed Mo Yao's hand, urging him, "Stop her."

But you...

"Stop her, she's very important to Tianyu." He didn't know when he would meet her again. He wasn't sure if this was Wenjing, but he didn't believe there were two people so alike in the world, even twins like Mo Ye and Mo Que. Even people who looked so similar would have subtle differences in their features.

Mo Yao stood up, the young girl only felt a sharp gust of wind sweeping from behind her. She quickly dodged it. Mo Yao's speed and strength were almost the fastest in the world, surpassing even Ye Ningyuan and Ye Tianyu. This was because he was a carrier of the virus within the eleven bodies, born with an extraordinary physique different from ordinary people. His bones, muscles, and everything else were unlike normal humans, so the power he unleashed was naturally different.

At her peak, Ye Wei could kick with a force of 400 kilograms. Mo Yao could kick with a force of 800 kilograms, equivalent to a punch that could destroy a three- to four-story building.

He was somewhat surprised that the girl had managed to dodge his attack this time.

Wen Jing was trained by Ye Tianyu himself. Even though she received his true teachings, she shouldn't be able to dodge his attack so easily. Besides, he heard that Wen Jing was the least skilled among all the agents. She started late, her most effective tools were her brain and her hands. She was a weapons expert, not a hand-to-hand combat expert.

"I don't want to kill anyone," she said. Mo Yao frowned, sneering and squinting his eyes. He had never been told this before in his life. If you don't want to kill, then see if you have the ability to do so first.

Mo Yao hesitated for almost no time, his second punch already coming in. The girl stood still, but the moment Mo Yao got close and grasped her shoulder, she turned aside, followed by a whirlwind kick. As Mo Yao retreated, he felt a powerful gust of wind sweeping past him, similar to the explosive force of an ion shockwave.

Mò Xiǎobái was also slightly surprised. Mò Yáo once again launched an attack, and the two of them actually fought together. Mò Xiǎobái was shocked. He took out his phone and filmed this scene. He couldn't believe that there was someone in the world who could fight with Mò Yáo for ten rounds without being touched even a piece of clothing.

After thirty moves, the young girl seemed a little out of breath, dizzy. She was injured on her arm by Mo Yao. She took a few steps back, her lowered eyes held a ghostly cold light, "I said, I don't want to kill."

This is what you made of!

The girl closed her eyes, and something suddenly lit up between her brows, a horrifying red. Mo Yao, being closest to her, instantly felt the girl's state as if she had reached peak condition through some unknown adjustment.

She opened her eyes, a red light flashing in them, her killing intent palpable.

She slowly raised herself, and Mo Yao had realized the danger.

At the critical moment, a sudden whirring sound of a helicopter spinning above startled her. The red dot between her brows vanished instantly. She frowned, turned around, and dashed into the thick darkness so quickly that it was invisible to the naked eye.d unpredictable, with bouts of anger that came out of nowhere, truly wasn't something an ordinary woman could bear. She paused, then gave him a sweet smile, "Young Master Ye, the food will get cold. Y...